As tens of thousands of alien monks appeared on the sea, the sun hanging in the air seemed to have become stronger, illuminating the entire sea surface into golden color.

Everyone squinted their eyes and looked carefully, but they saw a woman in a white dress floating between the sky and the earth, looking at the entire continent.

Wanghai Lord Wen Yeting, without going to Guandi Zhuang, turned around in the air, held a large flag and knelt down towards the sea, and said aloud:

"Disciple Wen Yeting, welcome Master!"

As soon as this was said, there were more than a hundred monks in the port who flew out from all over the place, landed on the open space, and bowed to worship:

"Welcome to the ancestor to return to the mountain!"

The entire Dengchao Port was silent because the traces of plum water had long been erased, and most people did not know who the woman in the sky was.

But cultivators who can reach the Jade Level naturally understand what their identity is that of a female cultivator who has such great influence.

Sausa

But in a moment, the Lord of Dongzhou, the Sword Emperor, had arrived one after another according to the distance.

The second arrival of Fulong Lord Chen Chaoli saw the woman in the sky, her face changed instantly and fell in front of Shangzhao without saying anything.

The woman floating in the air didn't say anything, but just looked at the familiar mountains, rivers, and familiar old friends on it.

The Emperor's Edict was not surprised by this, because when faced with an immortal king, the only one who could speak on behalf of Dongzhou and ordered the draw of his sword was another immortal king. No matter how senior he and Chen Chaoli were, he did not dare to give orders rashly.

sough

The sky was thundering, and more and more immortal giants gathered above Dengchao Port. The Chongxiao sword energy and the aura of the Lord gradually stabilized the heart lake of the monks of the nine sects.

But the protagonist didn't come, and no matter how big the scene was, it would be in vain.

Facing the ancient giant overseas, everyone could only look up and wait for that decisive moment to arrive...—

At the same time, above the South China Sea.

Rumble

The thunder sounded throughout the world, and the blue sky was knocked open to shattered holes. When the fish and dragons in the sea or monks on the ferry looked up and watched, the sky returned to normal, leaving only the thunder sound still.

"I'll go...Senior, what's wrong..."

Zuo Lingquan hugged Cui Yingying's waist tightly and kept moving in the cracks in the space. The changes in heaven and earth turned their vision into a kaleidoscope. Gravity and other laws of heaven and earth are even more sophisticated, making people feel dizzy and thrilled. They have no idea what they are doing.

Cui Yingying held Shangguan Yutang's waist tightly, and was dizzy at the speed that she could not bear, but she had no intention of letting go, or she did not dare to let go at all. She could clearly notice that if she dared to let go at this time, Yutang would definitely not care about their life or death. If she fell into a space crack, she would know where it would fall.

This morning, the hanging attic was almost approaching Posa Forum. Zuo Lingquan was like a few days ago, and he was a teenage mouse in the house, allowing the ancestor to think about the method of dual cultivation.

As a senior who has not passed the school and a doctor, Cui Yingying naturally has to stay in front of her, so she will not take the opportunity to take advantage of her lover and put a hat on her.

Everything was normal, Shangguan Yutang and Cui Yingying studied it carefully and figured out some tricks.

But I don’t know what Shangguan Yutang noticed midway, and his expression sank, pulled Cui Yingying, the number one nurse in the Nine Sects, and flew out.

When Zuo Lingquan was not sure about this, he thought that the ancestor wanted to beat Yingying again, so he pulled it off, trying to smooth things over.

As a result, I couldn't get off the bus!

The ancestor was like a cannonball that was released from the bore, and when Zuo Lingquan reacted, he had already flown, he was probably no more than ten thousand miles away.

Zuo Lingquan didn't know how far or how long he had flew. He hugged Yingying's waist tightly. Seeing that the ancestor was flying and did not speak, he could only ask:

"Sister Yingying, what's wrong?"

Cui Yingying pressed her tightly against Yutang's back and was dizzy for some reason. Just as she was about to continue asking, she suddenly felt something coming from Taohuatan and some disciples burning incense and praying.

This is the method of the sect to recall the ancestors outside. If they had not suffered a catastrophe and were unable to resist, the disciples would not dare to use it at all.

Cui Yingying suddenly lost her appearance: "No, something happened to the Nine Sects."

Zuo Lingquan's expression darkened. When he thought of the news inquired by a foreign race, he knew that the matter was not ordinary, so he asked, "Is it too late to hurry back?"

After Cui Yingying understood the whole story, she became more anxious than Shangguan Yutang. She used magic to bless Shangguan Yutang and urged:

"Hurry up! Who called me? Shangzhao and the others couldn't eat..."

Shangguan Yutang was extremely fast, but his expression was calm and he didn't show any anxiety. He even said on the way:

"Yingying, I believe in you and hope you don't let me down."

"What are you talking about in a mess? Fly, fly quickly..."

…—

Rumble

The Eight Immortals cross the sea, each showing their magical powers.

Shortly after Mei Jinshui appeared, hundreds of immortals gathered above Chongchao Port.

Shangzhao, Chen Chaoli, and Qiu Boyue, who rode the black dragon, led the monks of the nine sects to occupy half of the sky; the rest were either on the road or staying in the local area to prevent foreigners from landing from elsewhere.

Next to it, Dongzhou Sword Saint Jiang Chengjian, carrying Yun Hongye, Jiang Taiqing arrived first, followed by thousands of high-level sword cultivators. Although they were in different costumes, they all held swords, and they looked even more neat than the Nine Sects.

Such a large-scale gathering of immortal giants may have been in the battle of stealing the alchemy last time. Most of the monks stranded in the Chaogang Port have seen these immortal giants for the first time.

In their eyes, the Eight Lords and Ten Sword Emperors were already at the top of the path of cultivation, but at this time they were shocked to discover that these supreme beings in the East Continent showed as cautious and fearful as they were in the face of the woman who was in the sky.

Hundreds of thousands of monks confronted the harbor, but they were silent. The sky and earth were filled with a stream of depression that could not be imagined by mortals, and everyone was waiting for the Valkyrie who was holding the field to appear.

As for why the alien army did not start a war directly, everyone present knew that Ming Dongzhou was afraid of Mei Jinshui's ancient power, and why were the aliens afraid of the outstanding achievements of Valkyrie?

Without knowing the specific location of an immortal king, who dares to think that it does not exist and make a move first?

Shang Zhao knew where Shangguan Yutang was going, and estimated the time, and it would be a while before he could come back, so he took a step forward by controlling the Qilin:

"My Fairy Lord Mei, I miss you as an old man from the Nine Sects. I would like to advise you that in the Yuyaozhou area, you will be attacked from both sides and cannot be an opponent. Everyone knows the temper of fellow Taoist Shangguan. Once she appears, she will be in a state of peace and no room for peace. Now she retreats in a difficult situation and can still save the lives of countless living beings."

Mei Jinshui's eyes were taken back from the inland and placed on everyone who was familiar:

"The courtesy, Shangzhao, I am the old master of Yuyaozhou. I care more about this land and even the creatures on the land than you. Since I am waiting for you here, I have never thought of destroying my homeland.

"The dispute between good and evil is only in the hands of us, a small person. It is understandable that you are martyred for the way you seek. But before the war begins, I hope you can warn your disciples not to act rashly and not to let the ignorant younger generations, because your personal wishes give your lives."

The immortals compete for power, which is a competition for the strength of top combat power. Once the ancestor dies, his momentum will be like a mountain collapse. No matter how talented the disciples are, they can only endure humiliation and escape far away to retain the fire.

When Mei Jinshui came in person, the Sword Emperors of the Lords did not think about expecting their disciples to respond to the enemy. Jiang Chengjian said:

"The affairs of future generations will be decided by future generations. Today, Immortal Mei wants to clear away all the heroes of my Dongzhou with one person's strength, and my tone is too great."

Mei Jinshui shook his head: "Today, I will only deal with Shangguan Yutang and do not regard the gangsters as opponents."?

This is equivalent to Shangguan Yutang standing up first, and everyone else present is garbage.

The sword cultivator has a big temper, and there are many sword immortals in the Sword Emperor City, so he naturally feels indignation when he hears this.

Jiang Chengjian ranked second in Dongzhou and third in swordsmanship. Swordsmen only sought first, saying that he did not want to defeat the old sword saint, demon king, and became the leader of the swordsmanship, and was awarded the title of Immortal Lord. That was impossible, but he had no chance before.

Seeing Mei Jinshui say this, Jiang Chengjian tapped his sword around his waist with his fingers and said with a smile:

"Since Fellow Shangguan has not shown up yet, why don't I meet the Immortal Lord Mei first and let many fellow Taoists from other races see the depth of Dongzhou?"

Mei Jinshui didn't say anything, and a person flew out of the camp behind the alien race, landed on the sea, bowing slightly:

"Kui Bingzhou Zhang Zhilu. The way of practice emphasizes seniority. Using fellow Taoist Jiang's Taoism to challenge the immortal Mei is not polite."

"oh?"

Jiang Chengjian stepped on the void, and walked towards the alien heroes with one sword:

"I heard from fellow Daoist Zhang that I think I am a character and want to try how much Jiang's sword is?"

Hunyuan Tianzun Zhang Zhilu must be a figure. Even if plums are close to water, he can support the current scene.

Facing the pre-war whisper, being able to reach this level has already been perfect. Zhang Zhilu walked forward on the waves and responded directly:

"Zhang only recognizes Zuo Lingquan in Dongzhou's sword. Fellow Daoist Jiang is already a yellow flower tomorrow. I want to leave a masterpiece before the Sword Emperor City is famous and unreal. Zhang will naturally give you this opportunity."

I have to say, this is very poisonous.

Zuo Lingquan crossed Huajun and Posada. With one quick sword, he lost to Jianshan, the Shuangfeng Ancestor, Twelve Lang, Xuanyin Snake Ancestor, Snow Wolf King, Fu Zhi, and even fought against the Red Crow Star Lord Xun Mingzhang, then went deep into the enemy's belly to fight Xu Yuanfeng, uprooted the Huangliang Blessing Land until he hit the demon sword Gu Chen and the immortal king Shang Yin, and then he withdrew his troops and flew into the sea.

Any name on it is just taken out. It is a famous and surnamed person in Jiuzhou. He went deep into the hinterland of alien races and escaped unscrupulously. It is a feat that has never happened in history. After this round, the name of the "Dongzhou bully" has long been spread to Jiuzhou, and some people even respectfully called the "Dongzhou Little Wu God".

Jiang Chengjian's achievements and status are beyond doubt, but Jiang Chengjian became famous in the Battle of Stealing Dan, and then he lived in Dongzhou to form the Sword Emperor City. He became the boss and could not travel, so he naturally lacked all kinds of passionate legendary stories in his life.

Now that Zuo Lingquan is emerging, his momentum is so rapid that Jiang Chengjian, the number one swordsman in Dongzhou, has naturally been slowly replaced. Not only outsiders think so, but even Jianhuang City itself feels that in a hundred and a thousand years, the orthodox swordsmanship in Dongzhou will be returned to the Nine Sects.

If this is true in the future, then this battle will definitely be the last peak battle before Jiang Chengjian ends, and it is also the last afterglow of Sword Emperor City.

Zhang Zhilu's words made the many sword immortals in Jianhuang City look sad.

After all, they are forces that are stray cultivators who have gathered together and have climbed up from the bottom. Their original intention is to fight against the nine capital groups and get rid of the fate of the bottom-level leeks. Who would have thought that before they reached the peak, they would have sunset before they knew it.

Jiang Chengjian never scolded the other side, but was poked in the pain and stopped talking. He raised his hand and held the hilt of the sword. Since the situation was irreversible, as a peak swordsman, before the hero was old, the world had to remember this most brilliant brilliance in the world.

But unfortunately, even with this request, God did not give him a chance.

Boom

Thunder in the sky!

The monks on both sides raised their heads in shock, but saw golden light shining above the sky, a long golden mace hovering in the air, surrounded by a golden dragon phantom of no less than a hundred feet in size.

"hold head high"
To be continued...